ther of us would plainly acknowledge our age, so wed never certainly inferred who had the most centuries.

One dusk, after a bottle of tequila, wed began fiddling a ”Do you recall when… ” manner of game. Wed only gotten back as far as the Industrial Revolution before blacking out.

”Because no ones ever attempted to slay me. So what, are you mumbling all those turf battles vampires have are for nothing? ”

”Well, not for nothing, ” he said. ”We inflict some pretty amazing havoc, believe me. But no, no one ever perishes. With all the province conflicts, thered be relatively few of us left if we could annihilate each other. ”

I remained quiet, swiveling this prophecy over in my head. ”Then how do— ” I abruptly remembered what Jake had confided me. ”They get slaughtered by vampire hunters. ”

Peter nodded.

”Whats the deal with them? ” I inquired. ”Jake wouldn elaborate. ”

Brad was equally enthusiastic. ”You mean like that one girl on TV? The hot blonde? ”

”This is going to be a lengthy night. ” Peter offered us both scathing peeks. ”You all require some serious Vampires 101. I don presume you
e getting on to offer us anything to drink, Katharina? ”

I fluttered an anxious hand toward the kitchen. ”Get whatever you need. I wish to know about vampire hunters. ” Peter strolled out of my living room, shrieking when he

almost plunged over one of the numerous heaps of books I had sitting around. I made a cognitive note to acquire a modern bookshelf. Frowning, he studied my virtually bare refrigerator with objection.

”You certainly need to work on your hosting skills. ” ”Peter— ”

”Now, I keep heeding tales about that additional succubus… the one in Missoula. Whats her name again? ”

”Donna, ” offered Brad.

”Yeah, Donna. She hurls tremendous celebrations, I hear. Gets them catered. Entices everyone. ”

”If you dudes prefer to party with all ten people in Montana, then you
e welcome to shift there. Now stop exhausting time. ”

Disregarding me, Peter eyed the red carnations Id purchased the other dusk. Id lay them in a vase near the kitchen sink. ”Who brought you flowers? ”

”No one. ”

”You brought yourself flowers? ” inquired Cody, his mouthpiece quaking with empathy.

”No, I only bought them. Its not the same. I didn —look. Why are we conversing about this when theres an apparent vampire killer on the slack? Are you two in danger? ”

Peter ultimately opted for water but hurled beers to Brad and Cody. ”Nope. ”

”We aren ? ” Cody appeared shocked to comprehend this. His meager years as a vampire virtually earned him an infant compared to the rest of us. Peter was educating him ”the trade, ” so to talk.

”Vampire hunters are just special mortals born with the proficiency to cause actual destruction to vampires. Mortals in common can stroke us, of course.

Don interrogate me how or why this all works; theres no strategy as far as I can say. Most so-called vampire hunters go through life without even acknowledging they have this ability.

The ones who do occasionally suppose to make a livelihood out of it. They jerk like this from time to time, picking off the periodic vampire, bringing about a general nuisance of themselves until some ambitious vampire or demon takes them out. ”

”Nuisance? ” inquired Cody incredulously. ”Even after Guane? Aren you the slightest bit nervous about this person reaching after you? After us? ”

”No, ” mumbled Peter. ”I am not. ”

I shared Codys confusion. ”Why not? ”

”Because this person, whoever he or she is, is an entire amateur. ” Peter glanced over at Brad and me. ”What did Jake say about Guanes death? ”

Deciding I wanted a drink myself, I looted my kitchen liquor cabinet and created a vodka gimlet. ”He needed to realize if I performed it. ”

Peter made a dismissive indication. ”No, about how he died. ”

Brad grimaced, seemingly striving to chunk together the logic afoot. ”He explained that Guane had been found dead—with a stake through his heart. ”

”There. You see? ”

Peter glanced at us expectantly. We all glimpsed back, baffled.

”I don get it, ” I ultimately let out.

Peter sighed, also looking utterly aggravate. ”If you are a mortal who has the semi-divine proficiency to slay a vampire, it doesn **ing matter how you accomplish it. You can employ a gun, a knife, a candlestick, or whatever.

The stake through the heart stuff is hearsay. If an ordinary mortal does it to a vampire, it won do a damned thing except actually piss the vampire off.

We only heed about it when a vampire hunter does it, so it holds up some outstanding superstitious attraction, when certainly, it just like that egg thing on the equinoxes. ”

”What? ” Brad peeked completely lost.

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